tarun rathod
The mist cloaked the Forbidden Forest, curling around gnarled roots, while a chill wind whispered forgotten secrets through the towering trees. Luna Lovegood moved cautiously, her footsteps soft on fallen branches, her eyes alert for centaur silhouettes patrolling the paths. Yet tonight, something unseen hovered in the air, shadows cast by an unknown presence shadowed her steps. A distant howl broke the stillness, making her heart race. Luna knew she must trace this eerie sound before it discovered her. With an ominous cloud veiling the moon, she plunged deeper into the darkened forest, trusting her instincts. Suddenly, a flickering light appeared in the distance, a whisper of hope. She followed it, driven by curiosity mingled with dread. Arriving at an ancient clearing, ghostly blue flames circled a cracked stone. Atop lay an ashen book, its pages turning as if by unseen hands. As Luna neared, a haunting voice declared, “You seek what you cannot comprehend.” She froze, aware of the dark magic before her. With iron resolve, she whispered a spell, observing as shadows retreated with dawn’s approach, each breath a sigh of relief as the forest returned to its silent enchantment.